Time

Nothing'll ever happen twice.
We were born
we live, we'll die.
Dirty habits, no routine.
All the moments
happened once.
I've rewinded clocks and watches
learned to loop the time.
All the seconds'll have to wither.
For the popes, prostitutes, giraffs
some flies.
Even if they hurt like hell,
giggle while passing us by.
Bewitchingly incorrect.
Intoxicating.
Domesticated.
Mine.